the gym

[vivariummods]

T H E  G Y M How did you like all of your Christmas gifts, test subjects? It sure was worth it, sitting on Santa Calhoun's lap, right? Unless you just submitted your choices in the suggestion box, then well, good job on getting out of that, he guesses. Anyway, Calhoun, being the sweet mouse that he is, he has one last present for you all, so get up to the second floor. See how there was this one door that wasn't accessible before? Well, now it is. Everyone shuffle inside and meet your new gym! Ahhh, smell that sweat in the air? The musty scent of unwashed mats? Isn't this just nice? There's a treadmill over there, a punching bag over here, a row of lockers, oh my, just so many things! How can Calhoun be this generous to such worthless test subjects? Well, it helps that everything looks pretty second-hand and that there's a very suspicious amount of blood on a few items, but details details, you should be just glad that you've got a place to stay in shape. Sheesh, picky test subjects. basic info ✖ mingle

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MINGLE

[vivariummods]

[ Wrestle on the sweaty mat, take your frustration out on a punching bag, attempt to get RIPPED, do whatever. ]

[detectiveofthewest]

Do you even lift, bro

Heiji wasn't really a gym rat, and by now he'd simply made a habit of taking a run around the warehouse whenever he felt it was necessary, but weights and the stationary bike were things he could do maybe, even if the gym kind of smelled like Jake's armpit.

...Any other exercise, though, he was going to do outside the gym. He knelt down next to the non-squeaky bike, trying to figure out if replacing one of the pedals might solve that annoying foothold issue. Hmm.

[puzzlinglad]

"What are you doing over there?" Is the first thing Hershel has to say as he walks in, looking over whatever Heiji was doing curiously. For a moment he had to wonder if Heiji was going to try to strip it for parts or something equally ridiculous, before he realized that was the one with the bad pedal.

"Not sure there's much of a way to fix that." He mused. "Not unless you managed to scavenge some very interesting things."

[detectiveofthewest]

"Me?" Heiji took out his switchblade, trying to see if he could use it to loosing the screws.

"Seein' if I can take the pedal off one and put it on the other. Leave it to Calhoun to give us exercise equipment that don't even work right."

[puzzlinglad]

"The squeaking is irritating." Hershel sighed, kneeling down to watch Heiji's work. "I suppose it's better than nothing though, and now we have a better place to practice." His tone turned amused. "Less casualty than the lounge at least." Never forget Charley.

"How are you doing?" He asked after a moment, glancing over. "A lot has been going on with you lately."

[detectiveofthewest]

GRR why wouldn't the blade fit in the screwhead. Stupid... thing...

"I dunno, it kinda smells in here. I'd rather do it out in the warehouse or lobby. You can't get a good kiai if you're gaggin' on stale air." Charley II, man. One day his days were numbered.

"I'm, uh... good, I guess." Heiji turned a little bit red. "Haven't been injured lately. Which reminds me that you need to be more careful. All that fussin' over other people, but the person you need to worry about the most is yourself, Mr. Hershel Layton!"

[puzzlinglad]

It's like he's not using a real tool for this job...

"Kiai?" So japanese, or he assumes it is. Heiji totally had a point though. "I've been wondering if it's even possible to clean this place up. I'm going to give it a shot later but without any real cleaning supplies." He shrugged, defeated already by the smelly gym. "Well, it just seems unlikely unless Calhoun's feeling benevolent."

Hershel smiled a little. "I'm the most reasonable person I know, I hardly consider myself to be the problem." He said in amusement, totally catching that little bit of red there. "I take it things are going well then?"

[vengefulyears]

[As soon as Clive steps into the gym, he's hit by the gross, musty scent of the gym air and wrinkles his nose in disgust. He might make use of some of the equipment in here - he could stand to get himself in better shape, but this smell... Well, maybe he'll get used to it eventually.

The first thing he's going to do, though, is whip out his camera and take pictures of the bloody mat and dumbell. Better to photograph them before anyone else tampers with them. After that he just glances around at all the other equipment in the room, seemingly unsure about what he wants to use first. He can already tell that he didn't go to gyms very often back home - maybe not at all.]

[detectiveofthewest]

"Why don't ya start with the treadmill?" said Heiji, leaning on one of the exercise bikes.

"Least it's not broken. Kinda boring, though, runnin' in place."

[vengefulyears]

"Well, the other options aren't anymore exciting, so I suppose the treadmill will do." Clive hopped up on the nearby treadmill and set it on a low speed for now so he could talk to Heiji without getting winded after like five seconds.

"Do you work out regularly, Heiji?"

[detectiveofthewest]

"I do kendo and running and I probably played a lot of sports, but I can't really see myself as bein' a gym fanatic," said Heiji.

Good job, Clive, look at you getting in shape soon you'll be the most ripped guy here.

[vengefulyears]

One day he's going to be as strong as Jake, you'll see...!!

"I thought so. You're no bodybuilder, but I can tell that you're in remarkable shape. You haven't even been sick here once aside from when you were poisoned, have you?"

[detectiveofthewest]

Powerlift Jake, use him to break open glass display cases. You live that dream, Clive.

"Nope," said Heiji, leaning on the treadmill to peer at the controls. Of course, treadmill interfaces were basically the same no matter what kind you used. If only this one came with a TV. And like a billion recordings of detective shows.

"Hey, Clive. I been wondering about something, and I hope you won't take this the wrong way..."

[puzzlinglad]

[Shockingly this is disgusting. Hershel spent some time looking disgusted, turning on the fountain and looking disgusted, hearing the squeaky exercise bike and disgust. This was terrible but not really surprising even a little.

After a while he decides to at least try and clean things up, because he may be a cluttered piece of shit but this was gross. So he brought some actual clean water and bad bathroom soap in and did what he could. Why was there always bloodstains, though, what was up with that.]

[not_that_sasuke]

[...He's pretty tempted to leave right away; there isn't a whole lot here that interests him, imagine that. But it's good to know what they've got around, so he'll check out the place, pausing when he reaches the bloodstained weights. That's... Hrm.

The lockers do look like they could be potentially useful, if they could actually lock. He'll spend a while hovering around those, too.

At any rate feel free to catch him around, he's always open to talking so long as someone else does the talking first.]

[puzzlinglad]

[It's time, Sasuke.] Ah, Sasuke.

[He'll head on over to the lockers with Sasuke, glancing them over.] At least we have storage, though locks would have been nice. [And he glances over, apparently thoughtful as he looked at Sasuke. That hair, man, it's getting long.]

[not_that_sasuke]

I wonder if there's a way we can lock them... It might be better than dragging around our bags all the time.

[Or occasionally leaving it hanging up in the higher branches of his favored tree because he's a ninja he's allowed to do these things. He does catch that look, however.]

-? What is it? [Is there something in his hair...?]

[puzzlinglad]

[He blinks, wow rude he's staring.] Oh, sorry, it's just I noticed your hair is getting longer, I didn't really see it before. It must be a little annoying, if you'd like I'd be happy to trim it. I did so with Heiji's hair and it ended up passable.

[Aka Heiji can be seen in public, which is the best he can really ask.] Well... we could as Calhoun to put locks in the shop. Other than that it wouldn't be a bad place to put something would wouldn't terribly mind losing.

[not_that_sasuke]

[He pauses to consider these words, a hand drifting to his bangs. They have been getting in his eyes more often as of late, which he'd noticed, but it didn't ever impede him enough to worry about.]

You don't mind?

[Let's be real there are a lot of other things to focus on than looks here; he's not that concerned about the results.]

We could always have an open locker for shared medical supplies. People are always making bandages out of whatever we find, so we can store extras there in case someone needs it but doesn't want to ask.

[Hmmm wonder who those people could be.]

[puzzlinglad]

Not at all. [Hershel smiles reassuringly, gesturing to the door.] Let's go to the garden, no use making this place more of a mess with hair as well- that and I could do without the smell.

[The sweat was pretty gross. He nods to Sasuke's idea though because it was a damn good one, not that he's going to name names here. Jake. Ema. Jake.]

And given how many people don't want to ask... [Dry tone there before he shook his head.] That's a wonderful idea, we should run it by Heiji, he'd be good at spreading the word. [He was a human hurricane that Hattori.]

[worrywirt]

[ Wirt is standing by the bloodstained dumbbell, and is looking incredibly concerned. Actually, that's basically been the entirety of his exploration of the gym, him looking concerned, but the bloodstains really take the cake. He doesn't know what to think. ]

Is it...real blood, or do you think he's just messing with us?

[ Actually, maybe he doesn't want to know. ]

[not_that_sasuke]

[...]

Are you sure you want to know?

[worrywirt]

[ Looks from Sasuke to the weight. ]

No, not really. And it--doesn't really matter, I guess. I'm probably not going to use this room anyway.

[not_that_sasuke]

[They've found much worse things than a little blood splatter in here. It's... probably better not to think about it too hard.]

The lockers might be useful if we could get locks for them, but other than that, I don't think I'll use it much either.

[worrywirt]

Do you think Calhoun would have locks for sale?

[ He hasn't actually checked out the store yet. ]